Monday, December 25, 2006

Silent Night

When everybody was having Christmas blues, I wasn't. Not until awhile ago, that is, when we went to see the last mass before December 25. We were all asked by the priest to kneel and together sing the Silent Night with Mt. Carmel's amazing choir. At first I thought it was another pathetic idea of bringing the people 'together'. But it was more than that. Trust me, if you were there, you'd feel it. It gave me the chills listening to everybody sing that simple and solemn song. God, it was all so peaceful.

How I wish everyday could be like tonight.

The Misalette said, "If you were to ask a wish this Christmas, it should be one of these three":
1) gift of faith (I HAVE FAITH IN GOD, AND IN EVERYTHING FOR THAT MATTER, AND I KNOW IT'S A STRONG ONE. ALL I'M ASKING FOR IS FOR OTHER PEOPLE TO HAVE FAITH IN ME AS WELL.)

2) gift of the ability to do God's will (I NEED THIS ONE THE MOST. I WANNA LEARN HOW TO DISTINGUISH WHAT'S RIGHT AND WHAT'S WRONG. I WANNA KNOW HOW TO MAKE OTHER PEOPLE HAPPY WITHOUT HURTING MY OWN FEELINGS. I WANNA KNOW HOW TO MAKE ME HAPPY WITHOUT HURTING OTHERS TOO. IT'S SO HARD BEING GOOD ALL THE TIME.)

3) gift of rejoicing (TO BE TRULY HAPPY IS TO BE CONTENTED WITH WHAT YOU HAVE. SO NOT ME. PLEASE GOD, TEACH ME HOW)


Happy holidays everyone. May we all find our holiday cheers and may all our holiday wishes come true.

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Scar Tissue

"With the birds I'll share this lonely view.."

Why is it that we all live by promises we can't keep? Promises are almost always made to be broken and in my opinion, those that can actually keep their promises are heroes. It's always hard to swear on something unknown and yet, we keep on making promises to other people everyday. What's sad is that however we mean our promises, there are still a million things that we can't control that can hinder us from keeping them.


The most tormenting promises are the ones that are easiest to say. "I will love you forever", "I will change, I swear", "I will never do anything to hurt you".


Why is it that we all live by promises we can't keep then? Because it's those promises that give us hope. And it's that hope that keeps us from living. It's that hope that puts smiles on our faces. It's that hope that gives us that pseudo feeling of assurance that life will always be beautiful even with all the scar tissues. And it is, by the way. I promise.

Friday, December 01, 2006

Interstate 60

"If you were given just one wish, what would it be?"


I'd wish for true happiness. I've always wondered how it would feel like to be constantly happy with everything (Family, Friends, School, Love etc).

Guess I'll never know.